So I’m back playing games again. This horrific cough is going away and I don’t feel faint every time I sit up. Good news!
I spent some time in the EVE Voice channel of EVE-Bloggers. I just LOVE Black Claw. He’s hilarious and fun and shows me YouTube videos that make me laugh. We discussed the huge number of blogs in that OPML thinger that the Wandering Druid kindly provides. I can’t help but read them all, though it takes me the better part of my morning (okay, 4 pm, but I’d just gotten up so it IS my morning). I feel like a huge asshole if I don’t read them all and many have awesome information! HOWEVER. Some people have not learnt the difference between it’s and its. Please let me refer you to this video and this site (please listen to each song CLOSELY). It will help. We also talked about my love for the Brits and Aussies and their adorable accents and verbiage. Things like “bum” and “whinge” and “mardy.” Why don’t I have words like that (and don’t point out that I say piddlepants and dickface; they don’t count)? Black Claw made me feel a little better by saying they think our American accents are cute, too. See why I heart him? Also, I must mention this Roc guy Mynxee‘s been writing about. His stories are kick ass and terribly well-written and his Minmatar guy on the blog is a SEXY BEAST. And one more thing, Mynxee always writes the nicest comments to me. Thank you. *hugs*
Moving on! Everyone’s been discussing the Station Ambulation stuff so I guess I can throw in my two pennies: ABOUT TIME. I like to see my people and walk around with them and hell, /dance if I want. If I feel like playing dress-up in my cabin or whatever the shit you call the living quarters of a spaceship pilot, I WILL. The same goes for random dance moves. YOU don’t know why I felt like doing the chicken dance while I was waiting in line for chow. Just because you don’t think spaceship pilots are above things like that doesn’t mean we are. I think it all sounds like a good idea. Except for the guy who suggested we fight in there. I don’t want to have to worry that while I’m admiring my toon’s duct tape breast augmentation someone who’s declared war on us is going to shoot me in the head.
On the WAR front, I’ve been having fun with the Witching Night event. I’ve nearly got all the influence for the elite reward and I even managed to get two of the masks floating around. I’m losing steam playing by myself there, though. Ken says tomorrow will be a WAR night but I don’t like to make him play when I know he loves EVE so much better.
I guess I should go to bed so I can get everything ready for the craziness that is Halloween at the Anderson house.